Diné Pride 2025

Bidziil as in Nádleehí!

Another Pride season has come and gone, but Iʼm still thinking of the love and strength of our beloved Nádleehí and Dilbaa kʼéʼ.  

We are now almost through the month of ripening early crops of corn, squash, and maybe some melons.  We are also just coming off of a time of reflection and I’ve taken some stock in what this year has shown so far.  

As far as gender and gender-ing goes, I’ve learned so much as I spend more and more time thinking with the literature created by my non-binary Indigenous contemporaries and those who came before us and those who are reaching up to us.  You all have created a whole literary and literal world for me to exist fully seen.  We donʼt create in a vacuum and I am grateful to be able to surround myself with literature written by others like me, who exist as their authentic selves and their bravery, they are brave enough to share their stories, their experiences with the world and with me, total strangers.  

I consider this a part of and the foundation of what I’m doing with this blog, building a manifesto.  Nothing is done in isolation and change is witnessed by those who know us best, and those who see clarity in our work and in our movement.  

Pride celebrations do so much to remind me of this.  Marsha P. Johnson and Sylvia Rivera were a part of a movement with clear objectives: liberation and the right to live authentically.  

Now that’s what I call Bidziil. 

Soft and bidziil.  

Also this year we screen printed a cute design especially made for Diné Pride 2025!  Huge thank you to our team tabled at Pride as well and handed out copies of the My Dilbaa Dreams Volume 1 chapbook and stickers and love!  And and, Kalama screen printed our shirts this year, ahéʼhéé nitsaago Kalama!